“We are clerks in the same bank. ” “Not exactly. Ramage looked at her for a long and discriminating interval without speaking. It's mighty lonesome down there for a man bred to cities. With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. I’m a hard young woman. ‘And I don’t mind telling you it goes agin’ the grain with me to let you go free and all, missie. “And let us have a talk about this—some other time. ” Anna raised her eyes, and caught the earnest gaze of an elderly gentleman with a double chin, a protuberant under lip, and a snuff-stained coat.
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